Life as a 24hr Emergency locksmith is often boring, and mainly consists of getting drunks back into their flats, or securing properties that have been broken into. But occasionally something different comes along to liven up the day.
On mid-week morning a few weeks back, I got a call from a woman who was having problems with a padlock. It was a little bit outside my normal area, but once she'd agreed to my call out fee, I drove to the address in a leafy area of North London. The flat was on the top floor of a large Victorian house, pressing the intercom by the front door, I was buzzed into the property. The whole place reeked of money, and after climbing the stairs with its deep pile carpet, I rang the bell of the flat, and the door was opened slightly by the woman who had called me earlier.
To be honest, I was rather taken aback. As her voice had made me think she was older than she in fact was. She was a tall very attractive blonde in her late twenties with a slight accent, I later found out was German. Once she was sure who I was she ushered me inside and quickly shut the door behind me.
She was quite tall even though she was in her bare feet, and was wearing a large fluffy white dressing gown. She had a very pretty face with short blonde hair, and seem quite agitated. I asked her where the padlock was and she responded by opening the gown.
To say I was shocked would be an understatement, under the gown she was wearing a tight grey crop-top, with no bra. But even though her nipples were pierced and clearly showed through the material, my attention was riveted not on them, but on the only other item she was wearing...a chastity belt!!
